Disclaimer: I don't own anything having to do with Debs. In fact I have yet to own the dvd.
Author's Note: Chapter two! Wooo! Oh, and I can't write Dominique, so I really do apologize.
Chapter 2
Her whole body hurt in a way she'd never known, yet when a shadowy figure suddenly loomed over her and began to reach down she managed to find enough strength to grab the wrist of the offending hand. Ever the DEB.
"It's okay, Bambi," the figure said, slowly beginning to get clearer.
Bambi? Who the fuck is Bambi? Amy's mind screamed.
"There was an accident and you're in the hospital. I just need to check your blood pressure." Amy now realized the voice belonged to a woman, a nurse it seemed.
Amy heard the words but she still didn't release the wrist. She had many enemies. Her hand actually tightened as images flashed before her.
Accident. The explosion. Hospital. Lucy.
"Yes, Bambi, you'll be okay. Just let go," a familiar voice soothed over the pounding in Amy's head.
Looking up Amy's eyes met the dark ones of Max. Standing behind her best friend Janet and Dominique could be seen pacing around the room as well. Amy finally let go for the nurse's wrist if for no other reason then to get the woman out of the room so she could get answers out of her former group. Her mind worked furiously in an attempt to wrap itself around the current situation. Something bad must have happened to bring her friends. The nurse clucked her tongue at the racing of Amy's heart but she eventually finished and headed out.
Once the door closed Amy's eyes immediately found Max's again. "Bambi?" she asked incredulously.
Max just shrugged, shooting a look at Janet. "We didn't know your cover name and we didn't want to give you up to the authorities," with a sigh Max waved her hand in Janet's direction before continuing, "I let Janet fill out your paper work."
Amy expected some smart retort from Janet but the girl stared intently at the ground.
"Accident?" Amy asked, breaking the sudden silence. Something felt off, but she was still shaken and she couldn't quite put her finger on it.
"So the report reads. A gas leak," Max answered, switching into agent mode.
Amy shook her head, not even considering the validity of the report. "No, no way. Lucy and I would have smelled…" Amy trailed off when suddenly no one in the room would meet her eyes. Even Max had looked away at the mention of Lucy's name. She sat up slowly, her body protesting and her heart skipping a few beats.
"No," she said with an almost manic laugh, "No, she's Lucy Diamond. She's always okay. Tell me she's okay," Amy hated how vulnerable she sounded, but the thought of Lucy in trouble was too much to fathom.
Not only was there no response to her pleas but no one even looked up. The only sound was a strangled cry from Janet who was looking into the corner. It was then that Amy finally noted Scud sitting there quietly, looking broken and haggard. He looked up and as his red rimmed eyes met hers Amy's world shattered.
"No, you are wrong. You're all wrong. I can't believe you would ever trust such…such obvious lies," Amy kept babbling as she attempted to remove herself from the machines the hospital had her hooked up to. They had to be wrong. Lucy wasn't dead. She was hurt somewhere and she needed their help. It was the only possible explanation.
Strong hands grabbed her own and held her down. She looked over expecting to see Max but instead it was Scud, tears falling freely down his face. One tear dropped onto Amy's cheek and she had to look away, her body beginning to tremble as she sucked in a ragged breath.
"You tell me," Scud said, his voice scratchy and rough. "You tell me she wasn't in the house and I'll believe you. Because we found you there in bad shape Amy. You've been out of it for days and there's been no sign of Lucy. Nothing. We both know that's not like her, but if you tell me she was with you during the explosion then I'll believe it."
Amy realized that now Scud was the one begging. He was begging her to give him a reason to hold onto hope. She swallowed hard and tried to fight past her own pain. "Was there a body?"
This time it was Dominique who spoke up. "There was nothing in the wreckage. In fact there is barely any wreckage at all. The size of the blast was incredible."
"Was she with you?" Scud's voice whispered again giving her shoulders a light shake.
Amy felt her own tears running down her face now as she reached up and gently stroked Scud's cheek. She couldn't lie to herself anymore than him. "No, she went back into the house," she whispered back, her voice catching at the admission.
Scud's eyes closed and his head dropped with a moan. Amy reached out with her other hand and pulled his face back up so he could see her.
"But that doesn't mean she's not alive. She's managed to survive worse, she told me stories about situations the two of you would have to get out of. Scud, I need you to believe she's alive with me. Please."
As she babbled on, Amy was no longer aware who she was trying to convince, Scud or herself. She tried to focus on what she was saying as the room began to spin.
"Please, please, please" she chanted, but even as she said it she didn't know if she were speaking to Scud, Max, or God.
I should have never let her go back in. This is my fault. She knew something bad was going to happen, she knew and yet she left me anyway.
A strange noise began to fill the room and slowly Amy realized it was the sound of her breathing. It was choppy and mixed with regret, sorrow, and it was speeding up as thoughts of Lucy crowded her brain. She began to take large gulping breaths, black dots beginning to dance across her vision. She was aware of her friends talking to her, their voices soft and comforting but she was unable to focus on them. The darkness grew but this time Amy was permitted one last thought before she passed out again.
Lucy.
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Max was pissed but she wasn't sure who was the appropriate person to take her anger out on. "You're sure she's going to be okay?" she asked the nurse for the tenth time.
"Yes, she will be fine. But we're not allowing any visitors again for awhile. I'm sorry but whatever you told Bambi caused her to have a panic attack. Her body can't handle that kind of stress at the moment."
"Yeah, we get it," Max growled. This woman was pushing her buttons.
Janet stepped in between the two women and thanked the nurse, effectively dismissing her, before turning back to Max. "So what now? What do we do?"
Max's eyes narrowed. "We find out who the fuck did this to our friend," she glanced over at Scud leaning against the wall in order to stand, "to our friends. Then maybe Amy can have closure. We find them and we bring them to justice."
"No," Scud said, standing up straight. His voice grew stronger as he continued, "We find them and we kill them."
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Somewhere in the darkness a body moved, straining against whatever held her down.
"Amy…"
